Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Within the vortex passage where black and white intertwine, spatial turbulence tears and churns wildly.

Crimson lightning streaked through the dark cracks.

A massive spirit ship, braving raging lightning, was struggling to descend through the passage.

On the mast of the spirit boat hung a flag embroidered with the three large characters "Xuantian Sect".

Dozens of cultivators dressed in identical blue Taoist robes stood on the deck.

The leader was an old man with a goatee.

Li Changgeng, an outer sect elder of the Xuantian Sect.

He had one hand behind his back and his right hand twirling two walnuts.

Beside him was a young cultivator with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, Wang Teng, Li Changgeng's personal disciple.

Wang Teng moved closer to Li Changgeng, rubbing his hands together.

"Master, the spiritual energy in the lower realm is so depleted that even a Golden Core cultivator can't be nurtured. Yet today, such a massive interdimensional passage has been created. It must be the birth of an unparalleled treasure!"

Li Changgeng was playing with walnuts.

"Yes, if we hadn't happened to detect this spatial fluctuation, would we have had such a good opportunity?"

At this moment, another disciple stepped forward to dissuade him.

"Master, the sect has entrusted us with an important mission. Shouldn't we return to the Upper Realm immediately to avoid any further complications?"

"You bastard!"

Li Changgeng cursed loudly upon hearing this.

"The appearance of an unparalleled treasure is a godsend; do you intend to let me miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

He gave the disciple a cold glance.

"Your disciple dares not."

The disciple trembled under Li Changgeng's oppressive aura and quickly retreated.

Li Changgeng glanced at the direction of the cabin again, and only after confirming that there was nothing amiss did he feel relieved.

He knew, of course, that he had a heavy responsibility to bear.

But no matter what, it was still a task assigned by the sect.

If I could get my hands on this peerless treasure, it would be a real stroke of good fortune for me.

As the saying goes, a horse won't get fat without night grass, and a person won't get rich without unexpected wealth.

He absolutely cannot miss this opportunity!

Seeing this, Wang Teng quickly stepped forward to continue flattering and agreeing.

"Master is wise! With such a peerless treasure appearing, we must not miss this incredible opportunity!"

"We need to go down and retrieve the treasure before anyone else discovers it. Then, your breakthrough will be just around the corner!"

Li Changgeng stroked his goatee, his smile more difficult to suppress than an AK.

"Keep a low profile. Although the ants in the lower realm are weak, we still need to finish this quickly, take what we need, and leave without causing any trouble."

The voice just fell.

The spatial turbulence in front of the spirit boat was suddenly torn apart by a brute force.

A white figure defied the lightning and crashed straight into the spirit boat.

boom!

The person landed steadily on the bow of the spirit boat.

The immense impact caused the entire spirit ship to shake violently, and the defensive array exploded with a ring of dazzling sparks.

"Who goes there!"

The Xuantian Sect disciples on the deck all drew their flying swords and surrounded the bow of the ship.

Li Changgeng stopped playing with the walnuts and stared at them intently.

a woman.

His hair was white and his body was covered in blood.

The white dress was tattered and torn, its original color almost unrecognizable.

His cheeks were stained with blood.

Li Changgeng probed out a wisp of his spiritual sense, only to find that the other party had no cultivation at all.

Oh?

Physical tempering, forcibly breaking through boundaries?

A hint of disdain flashed across Li Changgeng's face.

"Why do you, mere ants of the lower realm, not kneel before a celestial master of the upper realm?"

Luo Xue stood at the bow of the boat.

She had just absorbed Lin Mo's dark gold blood, and her depleted dantian had barely begun to function again.

But this force was extremely violent and had nowhere to vent it.

Luo Xue glanced at the people on the deck, her gaze finally settling on the "Xuantian Sect" flag on the mast.

"Xuantian Sect? What a worthless sect."

Li Changgeng's face darkened.

"How dare you! You lowly servant, how dare you insult the Xuantian Sect!"

Wang Teng jumped out carrying his flying sword and pointed it at Luo Xue's nose.

"You little wench, don't think you can be so arrogant just because you forcibly broke the formation! Believe me, I'll tear your soul out and refine your spirit, leaving you wishing you were dead!"

"You bunch of trash, you think you're worthy?"

Luo Xue raised her right hand.

Palms facing up.

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

Visible frost condensed in the air.

"court death!"

Wang Teng was furious.

With a flick of his wrist, the flying sword transformed into a streak of green light, aiming straight for Luo Xue's throat.

The cultivation level of the late Foundation Establishment stage is fully unlocked.

In the lower realms, this would be an absolute dimensional reduction attack.

Luo Xue didn't even try to dodge.

He clenched his fist tightly.

Click!

The blue light stopped abruptly half an inch from her throat.

The surface of the flying sword instantly became covered with a thick layer of solid ice.

Wang Teng froze, desperately channeling his spiritual energy in an attempt to recall the flying sword.

The flying sword remained completely still.

Luo Xue flipped her wrist.

boom!

The flying sword exploded into a shower of ice shards.

Countless tiny ice blades, mixed with dark golden, violent power, flew back at ten times the speed of before.

Puff puff puff!

Wang Teng didn't even have time to scream before he was riddled with bullets.

Blood mixed with bits of flesh exploded, splattering onto the faces of several disciples nearby.

Wang Teng lay stiffly on the deck, completely dead.

The deck was deathly silent.

Dozens of Xuantian Sect disciples were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly, staring at Luo Xue as if she were a ghost.

One move to instantly kill a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator!?

Is this some kind of ant from the lower realms?

The walnut in Li Changgeng's hand fell to the ground.

He stared intently at Luo Xue, feeling the chilling killing intent emanating from her, which sent shivers down his spine.

Why is his strength so formidable when there is no fluctuation in his cultivation level?

How could physical strength alone be so terrifying?!

"Who...who are you?!"

"Dead people don't need to know."

Luo Xue took a step and walked towards Li Changgeng.

The deck beneath her feet froze inch by inch with each step she took.

Li Changgeng panicked.

He suddenly pulled a small, golden bell from his storage bag.

"Form ranks! Kill her!"

Li Changgeng roared and spat a mouthful of blood onto the golden bell.

The golden bell swelled in the wind and transformed into a giant bell three zhang tall, enveloping him entirely.

A replica of the Xuantian Sect's treasured artifact, the Hunyuan Golden Bell!

Dozens of disciples snapped out of their daze, biting their tongues and activating the sword formation.

Dozens of flying swords converged in mid-air into a giant lightsaber, carrying a world-destroying pressure, and slashed down at Luo Xue.

Luo Xue looked up and frantically compressed the dark gold blood belonging to Lin Mo into her right hand.

boom!

The deck beneath their feet was trampled and a large hole was created.

Luo Xue transformed into a white afterimage, facing the giant lightsaber, and thrust out with a finger.

Click!

The seemingly indestructible lightsaber cracked like glass the moment it touched Luo Xue's fingertips.

Then, it shattered completely.

Dozens of disciples coughed up blood, flew backward, and crashed onto the ship's side, unconscious.

Luo Xue's movements did not stop at all.

Using the recoil, she spun around in mid-air, her right leg lashing out like a steel whip onto the Hunyuan Golden Bell.

Boom-!

The deafening chimes echoed through the passageway.

The incredibly sturdy Hunyuan Golden Bell was dented by this kick.

Li Changgeng, who was hiding inside, was so shocked that blood flowed from his seven orifices and his internal organs churned violently.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! This is the physical strength of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator!"

Li Changgeng screamed.

Luo Xue landed in front of the golden bell.

Hold the gap at the edge of the bell with both hands.

Dark golden power coursed through his palm.

"Open it!"